knocking off my diamond wig Knocking me down unto the platinum ground Woke up in a beautiful dream alone, alone I got hit by a mink car Hit by a mink car
knocking off my diamond wig Knocking me down unto the platinum ground Woke up in a beautiful dream alone Alone I got hit by a mink car Hit by a mink car
Translation: They Might Be Giants. Mink Car.
Bangs Above your eyes your hair hangs Blow my mind your royal flyness I dig your bangs Bangs To drape across your forehead To swing concordant angles
I'm asleep but she's talking to me She's walking 'round wearing all of my clothes As she runs out of things to say And grabs my coat to walk away How
must be goin' blind There's nothing left but the smoke that's comin' off the mind They can run, they can hide We will never be denied They start the
Yes, no, maybe I don't know Can you repeat the question? You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now You're not the boss of me now,
I taught you how to cyclops rock And then you go and turn around and break my heart And waste my cyclops time and mess up my cyclops mind I'm sick like
telling the truth I'm finished with lies, lies If you don't believe me now You'll never believe me now I should have my head examined They'll see when they
rhyme with buried alive What words rhyme with buried alive In your monkey suit on a cigarette break The lunchtime crowd, they won't even blink But you'd be sad if they
I had ever wanted in my life was only to be free of it It drove away my family It made me lose my job Whenever anybody saw it They'd say get out of here
You're never only just a hat, you know Hovering sombrero Hovering sombrero Time is flying like an arrow And the clock hands go so fast they make the
Glistening white triangular tooth Open up a can of tomato juice I've got a fang I've got a fang I've got a fang Girlfriend took me to meet her dad
so loud in here When they stop the drum machine and I can think again I'll remember what it was They're all shouting something at us, waving and pointing They
my hubba, the beat is blubba Being stingy on the pike collect the one into the otha Careen in tandem, the sea into the landem The people in the pix they
My man Muscles from hand to foot Completely covered in uninteruppted skin My man Signals command the leg To follow orders coming down from headquarters
In a future time Children will work together To build a giant cyborg Robot Parade Robot Parade Wave the flags that the robots made Robot Parade Robot
